The quality is quite low because they are cell phone pictures, but this is the way my wrist looks now. In two days time it will never look this way again. It will no longer be bent to the side, as it won't be able to bend at all, and there will be a massive scar down the back of my arm. Ignore the laundry pile, Chris is a bit behind in the folding and it's one of the few chores I can no longer do.
"melody," a poem
2 weeks ago